Monday, November 30, 2020

Tumblr Tales that Make Everything Gothic


Every place has its own flavor of repetitive creepiness, from Poland to the Pacific Northwest. There are many flavors of gothic, including a more comprehensive tumblr thread that goes full American Gothic. No matter where you are or what your situation might be, there is potential for a creepy retelling of it.

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Text - A themmfatale 2020 gothic you join a zoom call. everyone's mic is muted, but no one is talking anyway. you stare at the squares with faces in them. which is your face? you can't be sure. - the news is full of numbers. you try to learn what they mean, but the articles are full of jargon from fields you have no experience in, and you swear the numbers change when you blink. - you wake up. you sleep. you wake up. you sleep. how many days was that? you have no idea. - you go for a walk. a sha

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Text - theveryhornycaterpillar Retail Gothic • A customer pleads to be let in after closing time. They only need one item. They only ever need one Item. • A customer is looking for an item. You do not sell the item. You have never sold the item. You do not know what the item is. • An item does not scan. "It must be free" the customer jokes. You look at them, their mouth hangs open as they laugh. They have too many teeth. • You ask your colleague how their day is going. They look back at you thei

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Text - cliffsandcastles Downtown Atlanta Gothic When you irritably pull your curtains tightly closed at night, remember there is reason the lights are always on. • Don't take your trash out after the sun sets. There will be a girl waiting for you by the dumpster in bloody clothes. She was murdered twelve years ago, but you don't have the heart to tell her. • When you walk past a sewer grate or drain, make sure to keep at least two feet away. The abandoned children's arms are too short to reach y

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Text - minnesota gothic it is snowing. it has alvays been snowing. • a small colony of sheds has popped up ovemight on the ice-covered lake. what are they doing out there?" you ask your mother. "waiting," she says. beneath the ice, fish glide half-frozen through a maze of glinting hooks. you are in the twin cities, everyone around you insists they are different, they are unmistakably different - they can always be told apart. on the bus, watching the buildings roll by, you are certain you know w

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Text - IOWA GOTHIC: - The moon will blink if you stare at it for too long. It doesn't like to be watched. That's it's job, not yours. - The locals will assure you that the screaming at night is only coyotes. Listen to them. Don't try to see for yourself. - Many argue that the summers are as bad as it gets. The sun smiles as it sears your skin. The bugs follow you, whispering in your ears. Pay attention to what they have to say, it's often times a warning. - The winters are worse. When the bugs a

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Text - dmaurier Follow Polish Gothic • You live in a block of flats. All your friends live in blocks of flats. You might as well have been living in the very same block of flats and never noticed it. • Your local grocery store is called Leviathan. The cashier bares her golden teeth at you. It takes you a while to realize it's a smile. Or is it? • Old men are drinking on a bench in the park. They've been there for a while. They've been there your whole life. They stare at you with hungry eyes as

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Text - North Georgia Gothic • The safest time of the year is autumn. All the tourists come to see the leaves along the winding mountain roads, and the shadows seek refuge deep under the ground. • The most dangerous time of the year is winter. The shadows are angry that they had to hide during autumn and you will pay for it. • At night you will hear screaming in your yard. Don't open the door, don't look out the window, don't even open your eyes. The next morning, in the snow, you'll find uneven

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Text - ohio gothic there is a church on every street comer for miles. they promise absolution and salvation. no one ever goes in, and no one ever comes out. you get in your car and drive. you will run across a town you have never seen before just as the dashboard clock ticks over to Too Late. the people there will look at you as if you are a freak of nature. you will keep driving. you will never see that town again. along the cracking highway are nothing but empty fields. a sign amidst dead gras

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Text - astrangethingmystifying Pacific Northwest Gothic - An old fisherman once told you, "When you wander these woods, it's like being lost in your own soul." Maybe that's why you feel dead eyes watching you from behind the trees. - Visitors complain that the sun rarely unveils itself from the clouds and mist, and you laugh quietly. The fools. They do not understand that there are certain things not meant to be seen by the light of day. - The morning fog slowly covers your campsite. When it dis

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Text - texas gothic mccoyquialisms: • every year, the bluebonnets appear, almost overnight. every year. thousands of people flock to them. it bothers you that no one really questions why. • "how can I help y'all?" the waitress asks, looking over your shoulder. you are the only one in the diner. • you've been driving towards el paso for hours, but you swear the scenery hasn't changed. out on the horizon, the turbines have stopped spinning. y'all come back now, y' hear? the sign on the highway say

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Text - devilrie australian gothic - we all refer to the prime minister by their first name. we know them well, and they know us. all of us. - there's a man on the street corner who never leaves. "just waiting for a mate," he says. you realise he is on every corner, of every street. - you are swooped by a magpie in the same place, at the same time, every single day. "it's swooping season!" says your neighbour. it has always been swooping season. - sometimes you hear a woman whispering late at nig

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Text - eatingcroutons - Someone offers you a meat pie. It burns your tongue. You have never asked what kind of meat is in a meat pie. - The Prime Minister walks into the ocean and is never seen again. They say he was a traitor, defecting to the enemy, whisked away by submarines. You build a swimming pool in his honour. - The grass is dead, or the grass is Long. You do not go into the grass when it is Long. - An old man judges you silently as you buy an avocado. You already knew you would never o

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Text - - Someone offers you a jam doughnut. It burns your tongue. - You check your calendar and your house number three times before you turn on the sprinklers. Your neighbour's face appears at their window. You wonder if you should check again. - It is time for the Maccas Run. Nobody knows what time it actually is, but you all sense it is right. The Designated stands up. - Whoever she is, whenever, wherever, whatever she is, she will always be right. fluffmugger - It's bin night. But which bin?

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Text - ileolai - There's a new prime minister, but it's the same prime minister. Now he's gone. There's a new prime minister. You change your smoke alarm battery. - You don't believe the stories about the creatures in the trees, but you take precautions. One day, you see an unwary traveller taking shelter from the blazing sun underneath a jacaranda. When you look back, he's gone. - The train is coming in five minutes. The train is coming in four minutes. The train is coming in five minutes. The

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Text - Puppy gothic Your siblings have transformed into great giants who walk on their hind legs. They have two extra jaws with no teeth but unlimited grip. One of your giants follows you in every room you explore, but they do not explore. They know everything about this house already. Your crate is your favorite spot, unless the door is closed. The door is never closed. Delicious treats can be found under most surfaces. Your giant steals them from you, he is powerful and greedy. You find anothe

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Text - NEW ENGLAND GOTHIC: Sleet falls everywhere and all the time. The ground is thick with grey slush. Twice your car almost slides out of control, but you do not exit the vehicle. You have no idea what's out there. You arrive at the hotel at around five. It's a massive building, more like a mansion than a skyscraper. It's painted dark grey to fit in with its surroundings and you spy shadows flitting back and forth behind the top windows. When you check in, the receptionist is serious and dark

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Text - APPALACHIAN GOTHIC The roads are barren and dusty, and though the mountains loom in the distance, it looks like it has not rained here for years. The grass is yellow-green and dry, and all the crops you pass look like their owners have given up on them. The fences are made of wire and wooden stumps, no doubt an effort to keep the starving foxes and stray dogs out of the livestock pens. There isn't much livestock left. The people in this town are kind, if reserved. You are greeted thrice b

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